When Xuancheng ran over, he saw Fu Jian lying in the flower garden outside the hall, and there were many lanterns hanging on the Ming Tower opposite, making the Yangping Palace bright red at this moment.
Fu Jian's figure was magnified all of a sudden, and the moonlight shone in front of him, and the shadow was cast on the brick wall not far behind, slender and slender.
Xuancheng held the robe that Mingyue put on him, "I thought you had returned to the palace."
Fu Jian turned his head to look at him, his gaze was the tenderness of a drowned man again, "How can I leave, brother, you always drive me back like this."
He was right, every New Year's Eve, when the family gathers in this mansion, no matter how late it is, Xuancheng will always issue an order to evict guests. Fu Jian is unwilling to leave, but they all left in the end. The order to evict guests was issued, and besides, he knew that he and Fu Hui had something to discuss, so Xuancheng thought that he would have to go back to the palace.
Xuancheng handed over the robe in his hand. It was morning when Fu Jian came from the palace, the temperature was high at that time, and it was sunny at noon. Nan'an took the robe at noon and never put it on again. Fu Jian Let Nan An go back to the palace early, and he stood alone in the middle of the night waiting.
"Are you cold?" Xuancheng asked after looking at him for a long time.
Fu Jian said, "Cold."
Xuancheng's heart suddenly became sore.
He handed over the robe in his hand and said softly, "Are you wearing it?" He guessed that Fu Jian would refuse, but Fu Jian accepted it. He took the robe, but he didn't wear it on himself. Putting on the city cloak, he stared at Xuancheng's eyes, his eyes were full of water, "I am a brother, you are a brother, how can you let me go."
Warm currents came in waves, "It's good to hold him like this." Fu Jian really hugged him, all of a sudden, all the cold came over his body, but after a while, he slowly warmed up, one after another. Yes, like gurgling warm water, Xuancheng trembled, and Fu Jian felt it, so the embrace became tighter.
"In the past, I always hugged you. I was thinking, at that time, it would be nice if I kept hugging you."
There was some remorse in his tone, Xuancheng could hear it, he said in front of himself that he missed those past times. "Although it is not a special day, it is enough to remember in my heart for a lifetime." This is what Fu Jian said himself.
Xuancheng has always wanted those memories, but God always seems to be joking with him. He only has the memories of the 21st century, and he doesn't have the memories of Fu Rong's more than 30 years.
He once said in front of Fu Jian and Wang Jia that he needed to know the truth about the incident in Luoyang, but Fu Jian and Wang Jia had the same answer.
Fu Rong was injured and fell off the horse, and his life was in danger. Fu Jian ordered Wang Jia to carry out the extradition of his soul, but this is so absurd.
If Fu Rong wants to sleep, no one can wake him up.
How can it be saved with a soul after a thousand years
Ke Xuancheng is greedy for the warmth of Fu Jian's body.
Fu Jian's body was always exceptionally warm, even though he had stood for an hour in the cold night of a few degrees below zero, when he stuck to him like this, apart from the sudden coldness when he first touched it, his temperature was instantly ignited by him.
Xuan Cheng said, "You want to stay, don't you?"
Fu Jian lowered his eyes, Xuan Cheng raised his eyes and looked at each other.
Looking at the millennium, traveling through the millennium, can Xuancheng really find his destined person
"You stay, Fu Jian." Xuan Cheng said.
He felt the heartbeat of the people around him, he really felt the heat of his body, not only his body, his heartbeat was even faster than the heartbeat of the people around him.
But he felt himself trembling.
Fu Jian raised his chin with one hand, and stared at him deeply. Xuancheng couldn't see through that glance. He didn't know what kind of heart Fu Jian used to look at his feelings for Fu Rong.
But what is recorded in the history books is true, the dialogue between Fu Jian and Fu Rong cannot deceive the eyes of the world, even if it escapes the eyes of the world, it cannot escape the imagination of the troublemakers.
Fu Jian's character is extremely kind, but his ideals are extremely lofty. He not only wants to unify the northern kingdom, but also wants the nobles and the royal family to return to the north, so his approach is unimaginable.
His feelings for Fu Rong are even more unclear. Xuancheng has lived with this body for 1,640 years, and he should pay off the debt.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The heat sprayed on his face, Xuancheng even felt his real touch, his breathing became heavier, and his body tensed up with his breathing.
But the next moment, it was the cold air from the cold night, Xuancheng opened his eyes suddenly, Fu Jian had already let go of his face, he smiled deeply, and Xuancheng didn't understand the meaning of that smile.
"If you don't want to, I can't force you." Fu Jian left.
For five years, every night has been turned over in absurdity. Fu Jian came with blessings for him, but left lonely.
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The next day, it really was a big sun. Xuancheng guessed right, and Fu Hui was right too.
Therefore, the task of expanding the scale of Taixue and building Taixue Institute fell on Prince Fu Hong, with Fu Rui's assistance.
After Wang Meng left, Xuancheng assumed the post of Prime Minister of Daqin. Everyone in Daqin celebrated for a while. It turned out that when Wang Meng was alive, their Lord Yangping studied political affairs with Wang Meng. Elegant and personable, with excellent talent and affection, he gained a good reputation in his youth, he was discerning and decisive when he was in an official position, he had an excellent personality, and he was respectful and humble.
After Wang Meng left, he naturally took over the position of prime minister. Lord Yangping ruled the world with Wang Meng's humble words and great righteousness as his guide. Everyone in the Great Qin Dynasty spread the reputation of Lord Yangping, and said that Xiao Gui and Cao Sui just foreshadowed that there was a Han Dynasty in Great Qin. signs of prosperity.
Xuancheng thought, maybe what the common people told was the story of the real Duke of Yangping, Fu Rong.
Perhaps, the owner of this body has been guiding him how to do it. Xuancheng is a literati, and literati have never understood politics since ancient times.
What's more, he is just a scholar, and he is useless as a scholar.
But it is true that the deeds passed down by the people have been done by him since Xuancheng came in the fourth year of Jianyuan. He studied government affairs with Wang Meng. In the official position, he clearly observes and decides the case.
"Mingyue, Mingyue, where did you die, come here."
Mingyue ran over panting, and said, "Master, what are you going to do again?"
Xuancheng threw a stack of books directly into his arms, "Burn all these detective records, burn them."
"Master, you are crazy. This is a book you must read in the past. Why burn it?"
"No, detective, what kind of case to investigate, I'm not Tingwei, nor Jingzhaoyin, you should move these books to Jingzhaofu Yin."
Fu Hui walked over and flipped through it lightly, "Uncle Huang, these books are interesting for me to read, can you lend me to read them, Uncle Huang?"
Xuancheng refused, "No, Hui'er, you and me, don't read these books, everyone has their own responsibilities and ambitions, you shouldn't be Jing Zhaoyin, and you can't go, let's go, let's go to the army to read look."
Saying that, he grabbed Fu Hui's hand and left. Mingyue jumped in front of them and stopped them, "Master, these books cannot be thrown away."
"Go away, throw it away."
"Master, where to throw it? To Jingzhao Mansion Yin?" Mingyue asked cheekily.
Xuancheng was stunned for a moment, he and Mingyue looked at each other, Mingyue raised her eyebrows as a signal, as if to say, do you really want to take it to the governor of Jingzhao
"Oh?" Xuancheng dragged the word, chewing carefully, while Fu Hui stared at him seriously.
"Okay, Mingyue, you leave these books, Hui'er, you can read them when you have time."
Today's Yin of Jingzhao Mansion is Xinxing Hou Murong Wei, and Xuancheng and those from Murong's family are absolutely at odds with each other. Xuancheng even quarreled with Fu Jian about this matter, and Fu Jian insisted on taking Xinxing Hou Murong's house. Wei gave real power, Xuancheng said that Jingzhaofu Yin was in charge of the security of Chang'an City and could not give it to foreigners, but Fu Jian didn't think so.
Fu Jian said, "It's just an official position. I think Xinxinghou handles political affairs carefully. Brother, don't always be prejudiced against the Murong family."
Xuancheng said angrily, "You always say you want to listen to me, but you have never heard of it. Fu Jian, my Daqin political affairs, big or small, are all handled by my Fu family, and they cannot be handed over to foreign surnames. Why do you trust those foreign surnames?" Clan people." When Fu Jian was silent, Xuan Cheng stared at him for a long time, he knew that this man's silence meant his acquiescence, and he had no possibility of objecting.
That time Xuancheng slammed the door out of the Xuan room fiercely. Now that Wang Meng is gone for discussion, Fu Jian's words are always unimpeded. When he was old, although he was a Taiwei, he seldom had anything against Fu Jian.
Xuancheng led Fu Hui to inspect the army. Ever since Liang was destroyed, the number of Qin's troops has been increasing. Now Qin's military system is a conscription system. Anyone who is over fifteen years old can sign up to join the army. In this way, the enthusiasm of the people to join the army is high, and the number of troops is also increased. There must be brave men under heavy rewards, and the quality has also improved.
Xuancheng ordered Deng Qiang and Zhang Hao under his tent to train the new army. There are a total of 100,000 direct troops in Chang'an City. Luoyang, Youzhou, Yecheng and other important military places are also guarded by Fu's direct lineage. Xuancheng is thinking, maybe Well, it's time for Qin's territory to expand, but they have a ten-year agreement with Xie An, and neither of them can touch each other's territory.
On the school field, Deng Qiang was training recruits. Xuancheng stood not far away and watched quietly, and said to Fu Hui in a low voice, "Deng Qiang is brave and resourceful. I understand, let Deng Qiang take you, Hui'er, you are very blessed."
Fu Hui said, "Uncle Emperor, I heard that brother Pi was also brought out by Deng Qiang in the early years."
Xuancheng said, "That's right, Brother Huang asked Pi'er to learn the art of war with Deng Qiang early on. Look at your brother Pi, who has guarded Yecheng for five years with one man's power. ah."
Speaking of Fu PI, Xuancheng had to praise Fu Jian, the eldest son. Fu PI was smart and studious since he was a child, and he often had unique insights especially in wars. Fu Jian liked his eldest son very much. Out of great admiration, Fu Jian asked Fu Pi to study the art of war with Deng Qiang for two years. In the battle of destroying Yan, Deng Qiang made great achievements, and Fu Pi was by Deng Qiang's side at that time.
There was light in Fu Hui's eyes, Xuancheng smiled lightly, "Hui'er, come, I'll take you to meet Deng Qiang."
At this moment, Fu Hui's face showed shyness again, "Uncle Huang, is General Zhenjun really willing to teach me?"
Xuancheng smiled, "Don't worry, I'm here."
Fu Hui plucked up the courage to follow Xuancheng.